Okay, so we have a power/welth crazed king? No ofense, I'm just trying to se how this relates to FIVE HUNDRED YEARS IN THE FUTURE! 

~Emmy 

King Eliot issues an order to kill all street gangs. My first thought: Isn't that a little harsh? Second: Well, no more being afraid of pickpockets. Conclusion: The kids on Scionite Street are totally gonna find a way to set me up to this! If my dad doesn't decide to get rid of me first that is. School's hard with out a friend to lean on. I often find myself hiding in my thoughts about building my new invention, the remselt. It's a wind instument that can put people to sleep. I'm practicing on stray cats that come to the door when I place leftovers from dinner. At least they don't care who I am. I'm still researching what might  have made my mom go Feral. No leads so far. Once I master the remselt, I'm going to make A pocket version to put the Wanda, and those other betrayers to sleep. until then, i'd better stay away from them...

Alanna

I am calm. I will find a way off this roof. 

After exploring for hours, the only way to get off the roof is through the window of the Sailhaven Royal Retreat...I'm sure there are other ways, but this is easiest...

 Kay, sorry about that. P. S., this is when she gets framed.

~Emmy

Operation pocket version of the remselt sucessfully completed. If Wanda were here, we'd joke about me saying stuff like that. *reality check* Wanda isn't here, and I don't miss her. I've put the small version of the remselt on a chain aroud  my neck. Heading to school should be okay. I've selected my black hoidie and no one useually notiices me in that. As I walk down Ames Drive, I'm surprised to see a shadow cross my path. I look up, hands in my pockets. It's Wanda. I clench my teeth and glare. She clears her throught "Emmy," she says. I look away, I can almost see how she was when we were friends. "I know you're mad at me," she takes a step toward me. "but I want to," I raise my eyebrows. "start over?" I stare. Suddenley she lunges for me, yanking off the chain with the remselt. "HEY!" I yell. But she's already running. "Catch me if you can!" she shouts, laughing. I chase after her, clumsily upseting push carts. Finally she stops and throws me the chain again. "Lot of good that'll do you in prison!" she remarks as I clutch the treasured instument. "Prison?" I say, panting. She laughs again, a short, mean laugh. "You'll see," and she takes off again. I turn around to see the pushcart peddlers glaringing at me. "You! Girl!" one shouts. "Thiz iz a dizazter!" another moans. "Hey!" says a voice behind me, the patrol. "Did you cause this?" I gulp and nod. What can I do? Lie? "From what I've heard," he continues. "You've been a nusince around here, upsetting carts, stealing fruit, messing with the golden clock." I lower my eyes so he won't see the fierce angry tears starting to sneak out of my eyes. "And a vampire as well, I think youv'e something to do with the Ramens Gang," He concludes. I jump. "Sir, I-"  He cuts in. "I think it's time you talk to the king." As he drags me after him, I can still hear Wanda's cold laughter echoing in my head. Lot of good that'll do you in prison...

If you are not talking to me, forget this post.

~Emmy

Black overcoat? Combat boots?! Unstable Aether divice?!?! King Elliot is freaking me out with every word!!! "Sire," I begin softly. "SPEAK UP!" he barks. "Sire," I say again, loader. " With all respect, this is a black hoidie, not overcoat. And I'm wearing sneakers." He narrows his eyes when I hold up the remselt. "And I know this looks weird, but this is an instrument, not an Aether device." I stand quietly, looking down at my feet while waiting for him to say something. "Girl," He says, lowly and menecingly. "many vendors have agreed to testify agaist you. Even some of those you go to school with, have accused you. You are the only one for yourself. SO TELL ME THE TRUTH!" I hurry to explain. "Highness, I've been framed many times, and I'm telling you that the only thing I've done is been betrayed." I finish with my black eyes snapping from insulted anger. 

Okay, someone take it from here.

Name: Kimilene Gossamer Hisakod

Age: 15

Occupation: In Elliot's Army..?

Weapon: Knife and wits. 

Apperance: Blonde long straight hair, Icy Blue eyes.

Personality: Kind and quiet, honest and caring.

Species: Human 

Can I have two?

Name: Turner

Age: 15

Occupation: N/A

Weapon: Teeth, knife and razor sharp wits.

Apperance: Long straight brown hair, Icy Blue eyes that have a tinge of red. Unhealthy pale skin.

Personality: fierce brave and outspoken. Hates all humans, but is DYING to find her sister.

Species: human turned Common vampire 

~Alanna

Here goes!

I swing myself through a open window of the royal palace. And immediately I know that I am not supposed to be here. This small room has a big glass dome surrounding a red--stone? It has intricate and strange carvings. And I feel like I'm supposed to be in awe. But I'm not. I take off for the door, not noticing the sign with blood-red words on it-- "Relic of blood." I head far away from it, and hope...strangely...to never see it again.

-Riverfrost

I saw them first. I just happened to look over my shoulder as I walked down the dingy alley with Serene. "Move! Company," I whispered hoarsely into Serene's ear, keeping my gaze straight ahead. We quickened our pace. I hope the guards didn't notice me looking back. I chanced another glanced behind me. Adrenaline rushed through me in a wave. Of course they would. Serene looked back too.  "That's just great!" she hissed. She broke into a sprint, I followed close behind.  "Lose 'em! Rendezvous point."  Serene nodded, and we split ways at the next alley.  

With a new spurt of energy, I pounded my feet against the cracked concrete all the faster.  But with all that fastness came a price. Soon I had to stop. I nearly collapsed onto the ground for need to breath. I am so not in shape. Oh well. 

I recovered my breath just soon enough to see two guardsmen rounding one of the many bends I had taken,in the distance. I looked around desperately. Well, I  can't run. My legs are almost butter. 

"Psssst! Sorry about this." I was roughly pulled into the next building. I heardthe door closed swiftly behind me.  I saw a muddled mess of people around me, but someone was pushing me quickly to the back of the building. Whoever it was pushed a small bookcase and shoved me into the passage behind it. I turned toward the person helping me. I just saw a veil, short blond hair and grey blood-shot eyes. "You are in a friends home, do not make a sound. "  I nodded, still dazed.  Then the woman creplaced the bookcase. I turned back around to see a snake wire along the ceiling of the cement passage. On the wire were naked light bulbs, some lit  and dim, others out and broken. That wasn't the strangest thing I've seen all day. Because the very next thing was. The passage went deep into the ground, sloping down slightly.Lining the walls were many people.Young and old. All looking sad, pale, and sickly, all dressed in rags. They stared at me with wide eyes, curiousity and hostility all at the same time.

What in this crazy,maniacal world am I? 

(( Sorry, if I controlled your(Brookiera) character too much.

don't know why i'm mentioning this. The song i listened to while writing this was Now by Paramore. I don't really like Paramore that much, but this song just sorta fits.))

again, hoping you don't mind me controling your character.

~Emmy

URGH! WHY? WHYWHYWHYWHYWHYWHYWHYWHYWHYWHYWHYWHY?!?!?!?!?! I kick the wall of my prison cell. OWWW!!!!!! I shouldn't have done that. Clutching my foot, I sit down on the stone floor. Suddenly the pain is unbearable. "OOWWWW!!!!!!!" And then all goes black.

 It wasn't always like it is now. Dan lived on Scionite Street. He was my best friend. I remember the night before Mom went Feral I had this dream...  

 "EM!" the voice shook me out of the silence. "Mom?" I turn to face her. She looks paniced. "Em, it's coming, I can feel it! You have to help me find it!"  Before I can question her, we are in a dark coridor. "This way!" she shouts. We take off in a run. We turn a corner and a trapdoor to lava reveals itself. "Careful!" Mom pants. We start running again. We encounter arrows, snakes, poison, and more. "Are you sure you know the way?" I say between breaths. And then we reach the middle. A glowing red crystal levitaves in th air. I feel strangly afraid. "MOM?!" I look around. Where is she?! Then out of no where a hand grabs my shirt. Mom stands there. "Mom what are you-" and then I see the red mark on her forehead.

 I awoke in fear. But everything seemed normal. Mom smiled at me as I ate my breakfast. then all of a sudden she clutched her head and I saw it. The red diamond on her forhead... 

~Allanna

Iwander through the palace, not knowing where to go, when I just decide to open a door on the left of the hallway. I slide it open... 

And see an automaton. A mechanical eagle. It's a beauty, and it's shiny, and the steel plated 'feathers' are a masterpiece. Every detail is perfection...

I step towards it. But something is wrong. It powers up with a whirring noise, and all of the sudden, it lunges at me. I press myself  against the door, fumbling for the handle, but it, strangely, can't reach me. It's chained to the wall!! I suck in a deep breath and stare at it-- and then pounce. 

I push it's head to the ground, but it flings me off, and takes flight. It fights against the chains, but they only creak.

I run under it, and open a panel on it's underside. What I see there surprises me. A glowing, red ball of light. "ScionTech." A voice comes from inside of it. I step back, startled. And then the words come out of my mouth. "Replace orb." The light suddenly shines brightly, bathing the room--

And then, where the light was, a vial of red light falls to the floor. The eagle falls on my head. I groan and then place it on the floor. I need another power source. The red light seemed to make it corrupted. 

I stretch out my hand at the panel-- and then suddenly, green light fills the space. "ScionTech." I hear my own voice coming from it. I sigh. What the heck is a Scion? Then I kneel down at the eagle and take out my tools. "I'm gonna call you Pulse." I say. 

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